(A/N) WOW! Thank you all so so so much for the great reactions and what not! Because of that, I decided to write a second chapter. I think I'm going to make it a series of little fluff kind of moments between Killian and Emma, probably all just random, not related prompts. You'll see ;)
!SPOILER ALERT! IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHO THE MAN WITH THE LION TATTOO IS, I STRONGLY ADVICE TO LEAVE NOW. ALSO IF YOU AREN'T PAST THE SECOND CURSE THING, LEAVE NOW, BECAUSE SOME SERIOUS SHIT IS HINTED HERE.
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"All you have to do is tell him the truth, Emma." I look up at Mary Margaret, she decided to give me some uncalled for advice. Which might be turning into the right way.
"But I don't know how?!"
Last night me and Killian and I had a fight, mostly because of me and I knew, so I ran out when I panicked and fled to my parents house. After deciding it wasn't really a good idea to live together with them, we started looking for a nice little apartment and found a small one near the beach, just big enough for us two and Henry sleeping over from time to time. After a long debate we came to the conclusion he would live with Regina, Robin and Roland.
"I wish I could exactly tell you what to do, but as you know me and your father weren't very well at that either." She laughs nervously.
"Yeah, but you always found each other! Killian and I aren't you guys!"
"Emma don't worry, I'm sure it will be okay. You two belong together. As much as we tried to deny it at first, we can very well see you match very well."
I glance up at her, "Really? You think that, we…?"
"He cares so much about you Emma, remember when you jumped off the Jolly Roger to gain our attention?"
I nod at her.
"Well, even though he didn't wanted to admit, he was worried sick. You don't know what exactly happened since you were unconscious. As soon as he noticed you were in danger he teamed up with David and helped him when he dove into the water to save you. When you came up and were unconscious he gave us space, but from the corner of my eye I could see him leaning over a bit, just to see how you were doing."
"Of course he was, I could've drowned and-"
"Wait, I wasn't finished yet. When you suddenly gasped for air and spat out the water he clearly let out a relieved sigh and his entire body and expression relaxed."
"He-he did?"
"You really think I would lie to you? After all we've been through?"
"Thanks mom." I step towards her and hug her.
"Oh! Emma," she gasps but returns the hug quickly, "I owe it to you."
I pull away looking up at her. She doesn't owe me anything! "Owe it to me? Na-ah, I owe you more."
"I know. But it's also part of being a mom."
I hear a squeal from the other side of the room and see Neal has woken up. His tiny arms grasping in the air for his mommy. When I hang over the crib Neal starts smiling and making little sputter noises.
"I think someone wants to see his mommy." Mary Margaret stands next to me and picks Neal up, laying him in her arms. I kiss his forehead lightly.
"You can manage, right?"
She nods, "Yeah of course, why?"
"I have an apology to make."
She laughs and moves her hand as to shoo me away, "Then go! Go tell him!"
I giggle and quickly run out the apartment, but as soon as I get outside I realize I have no idea where Killian is.
"Damnit Jones." I say under my breath.
Since we fought and I ran out of him, he could be angry and wanted to drink it away and went to The Rabbit Hole. Or he just wanted to be alone and went to the Jolly Roger or either stayed in our home. But he also could've wanted to say sorry and went after me, which would be very unfortunate.
My feet bring me to granny's diner and I almost crash first into the door and then almost into the counter.
"Ruby!"
"Hey Emma. What's up? You look-"
"Have you seen Hook?"
"Uhm no, why? Was he a ah, u know," she winks, "a bad boy?"
"Oh my god Ruby no. you know, just, I will explain later."
"Oh, ok. Take care!"
I almost don't hear what she says, already standing outside on the street. My eyes dart around, thinking where he could be.
My eyes fall on The Rabbit Hole and I sprint towards it, I open the door with so much force that it almost comes out of its hinges. Catching everyone's attention immediately, and don't even want to waist anymore time on formalities.
"Hey! Has anyone seen Hook?!"
Archie, who sits close to the entrance, answers me.
"No. Is he lost? Because you should start a search for him in that case."
"He isn't lost, I just don't know where he is at the moment."
"But, Emma!"
Before he finishes his sentence I am, once again, gone. Now I'm pretty sure I know where he is and take a final run to the harbor.
The Jolly Roger lays perfectly where I need it, docked at the first dock. Having lost all my patience by now, I jump over the little bit of water that separates the ship from the dock. I manage to get a hold on the railing and let out a sigh of relief. With my feet I push myself up and soon find myself on the deck.
I walk to the captain's cabin and pause in front of the door.
'What if he wants to be alone? If he just wants to be alone or wants to be away from me?'
"Well, than that's his problem."
I slam the door open and see him with his head in his hands, sitting on the edge of the bed.
"Killian." I sigh
His head shoots up.
"Emma?" he sighs back at me.
"Have you been crying?!"
"I-I thought you meant what you said, that you couldn't with my love, that you couldn't deal with it. That you weren't the relationship type." His eyes look so sad and the tears made his eyeliner smudge, the bags under his eyes only confirm my growing suspicion that he hasn't slept last night.
"Oh my god, of course not. I just-I just… Argh! I just didn't realize how much you love me!"
"Really?"
"Yeah and I'm really stupid because of it, seeing as how bad I hurt you by it. Your life hasn't been the easiest either, I can't keep hanging in it and saying I've had it bad while you did so too." I smile warmly at him and I see his face going from the dark and sad expression, transform in a big, dorky smile.
"Don't feel bad, Emma. Because I still love you, with all your flaws."
He hooks (pun intended ) an arm around my middle and pulls me onto his lap. I lay my head on his shoulder and nuzzle my nose in the crook of his neck. We fit so perfectly together.
Suddenly he leans back and we fall on the bed, me captured in his arms. Not that I mind of course.
"You are going to be the death of me, you know."
"And you know what?"
"Hmm?"
"I like every bit of it." I laugh and he shuts me up by planting a kiss on my lips.
At first I gasp, but soon give in to a kiss that is tender and slow, but mostly healing. Healing the pain from the past, because the past is in the past, finite.
I break away, reluctantly, and connect the fronts of our heads.
"My mom gave me some advice earlier today."
"What was it?"
"She said I have to tell you the truth. So I will."
"Swan? What are you doing?" His face goes wary, scared of what I might say.
"The truth is, Killian Jones," I pause to tease him, "that I love to the end of the world, all of them, and all the way back."
"And vice versa, you little…" Whatever he was going to say is unaudible as he starts planting kisses up my neck, my jaw, ear, I shiver a little when he gets there, and the rest of my face. But I'm not content yet.
"What's that?"
He looks up, breathing heavily, like me. "You little goddess. Mine. You're my little goddess."
"That's what I'm talking about."
I reward him with a nibble on his earlobe and his reaction is a small groan, which I gladly return as he starts to rub my back.
"You need to sleep, we can continue this another time."
As if on cue, he yawns. "See?"
"How surprisingly it may be, I fully agree with you on that."
I snuggle to his chest as he pulls the covers over us, and he places his arms around me. I hope he is planning to not let me go for a long, long, long time.
(A/N) well that became longer than I had expected, hope you liked it! I just adore SwanSnow moments, or whatever the shipname is. Tell me what you think or if you have a fun prompt that you would like to see worked out!
Love Nikey